Chapter 2
She sat waiting in a red tent. Who knew what she was waiting for, but how could she not obey the instruction of a lion three times her size? All she knew is that she was in some sort of battle camp. There were soldiers, not normal ones though. Like the things with a man's top half and a horse's body, whatever it was it freaked her out. Or how the trees eerily moved. She wished God, well rather Aslan, would explain something. Then suddenly a boy about her age folded back the entrance of the tent, revealing a handsome face. He seemed somewhat startled that she was there, but straightened himself in his suit of armor in her presence.
"Hullo there. I wasn't aware anyone was in here. I'm Peter." He respectfully bowed. He was very polite, Joan liked that.
"Oh, I'm Joan." She shook his outstretched hand.
Peter proceeded to leave her, but he paused as he exited, with a light smile on his face. Joan returned the favor.
Aslan soon joined her in her little tent. She was very curious about so many things around her, but she was not quick enough for Aslan.
"I suppose you have met Peter?"
"As if you don't know." Things were beginning to look like the old times. Wait, was God setting her up?
"I want you to meet his sisters, also his brother when he returns." Aslan nodded his head toward the door so she followed. They approached two girls, one very young and the other only a couple years younger than herself. Aslan introduced the youngest as Lucy. Lucy was a typical cute little eight-year old girl with a lisp, Joan thought it was funny. The elder, Susan, sounded educated when she talked, Joan could tell she was way smarter than her. Joan began to wonder if smarter was a word. Then she forgot about it and wondered where their brother was.
Note: sry this was so short i just wanted to get across what time in Narnia she was is, and i think you get it now so until next time PEACE!